Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica) novel Chapter 147

Ian asked, "Who did you offend?"

Jessica shook her head. She really didn't know.

Ian felt that she was wary of him, so he said, "Miss, do you still think I'm a bad person? Time is very precious. I have saved you and sent you back to the hotel myself."

Jessica was a little embarrassed. "No, you misunderstood. I don't know why this happened, so I want to find him as soon as possible."

She was referring to Oliver.

Based on the hotel room they were staying in, coupled with their previous contact, Ian knew that they were either rich or respectable. Perhaps their ancestors had offended a lot of people, and now they were hunted for revenge.

Because he had some experience.

He said to Jessica, "You'd better not live here today. I'm afraid it's not safe if you go out."

Jessica knew that all the bodyguards here had also withdrawn. She had no clue where Oliver had gone.

She thought she should contact David, Oliver's lawyer to see if he had any news.

Instead of overthinking, she thought she'd better ask him.

She rummaged through the business card that David had left that day, picked up the phone in the living room, and called it. It was immediately connected.

"Mr. David? I'm Jessica."

A voice came from the other end and said, "Hello, Mrs. Williams. Is there anything I can help with?"

"Have you heard from Oliver?"

He knew that something went wrong in the company that day, and then the technical loopholes were quickly fixed, but he knew nothing about what happened to Oliver.

"Isn't Mr. Williams with you?" He asked in confusion, "Is something wrong?"

As Oliver's lawyer, David was trustable to her. So she told him about the shooting last night.

Jessica asked, "Can you help me find him?"

David went to other European countries on business and could not return to Amsterdam until the next day.

"Okay, I'll get someone to look for him now. I'll talk to you face to face when I get back tomorrow."

Jessica hung up the phone with a disappointed look.

When she saw Lucas sitting there, she remembered to pay back the medical expenses he had paid and tips for sending her back.

She went to her room and took out 2000 euros from her purse.

"Ian, thank you for sending me to the hospital and back to the hotel," said Jessica, handing the money to Lucas.

Ian reached out and took the money. "I didn't expect you to learn the rules of Holland so quickly. Good, let's go Dutch."

Go Dutch meant to split the bill, or in writing, in the Dutch way.

Paying separately was a kind of custom here.

Ian didn't seem to want to leave after receiving the money.

Jessica said directly, "Ian, thanks for your time. Maybe you should go back early."

"Are you sure you want to stay here alone? I don't mind staying here. I'd like to see what else will happen tonight. Why don't I stay here with you and wait for your man to come back?"

Jessica understood that her relationship with Oliver could not be hidden.

"I'll be fine alone. Well, I don't think it's a good choice if you stay here with me."

After dinner, Jessica stayed by the phone in the living room.

Without a phone, she could buy a new one, but the card inside was gone. Oliver was unable to contact her.

She turned on her computer again and kept an eye on her email.

Jessica was afraid of missing out on any way Oliver could contact her.

Ian, who was sitting on the side watching TV, looked at Jessica, who was sitting there in a daze and said, "Watch TV first. If he wants to contact you, there are naturally hundreds of ways. Don't worry."

Jessica was suddenly reminded that there should be a news report about what happened last night. If something really happened to Oliver, it might have been on the news.

She begged Ian to switch the channel to the local news and let him translate the news for her.

She kept asking, "Did you find a seriously injured man on the news?"

Ian kept shaking his head.

Sometimes, no news was the best news.

Jessica was agitated at the thought that Oliver, who had been soaked in the water with a bullet wound for so long. If he hadn't been treated in time, the consequences would be unthinkable.

Jessica's legs were numb, so she stood up and paced back and forth in the living room.

Ian was worried about her.

He found it hard to believe he showed sympathy for her as he was a man of hedonism and selfishness.

He couldn't believe he even translated the news for her all night.

Maybe it was fate.